Reflections

What lay inside the glass?
Is the ordinary there?
Can perceptions be captured?
Do humans dare?
Not to be deciphered with senses
In lifeless images telling tales,
What used not to be seen,
Except the pool found
In a still puddle unvailed.
Reaching to brush away the screen,
Scratching away at models of distractions,
Lost in reactions and fractions of the whole,
A psyche scattered in perilous places,
Found beyond faces and in faces that tell
Motivating factors dancing with change,
Rearranging notions and information drains,
Swelling hearts instead of heads,
Expounding of the wells.


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